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:';JJNITED STATES OF AMERICA. 



VIEWS 

OF THE 

SUMMER-LAND 



OR 



THE POEMS OF 

B,BT. AIA WABttSH. 



«k jy 19 «» 





fiin^anged. (xrtdL Octti piled. 

— Sy — 

GEORGE C. KENNEDY. 

Grandson of the Author 

EAMNITAL. HO. 
BCHOEH Publishing Co. 

1887. 




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Entered according to Act of Cbngi'^ss in the year 1887, by 

The echoes Publishing Co., 

In tlif" Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 
PrintrUby ECHOES Publishing Co. 



STANDARD PRINTING CO.. BfNDE-RS. 



Respcci fully Ledicated, 

To aU of the friends^ convorJcers, and 
Go^helieversofthe late Rev. Ma Warrefi. 



PREFACE. 



In ancient days, a priest ov }.ropli< t who step- 
ped out of the beaten path of prevalent belief 
had immortality thrust upon him. The tenets of 
a new faith proclaimed him, the founder, to the 
world; and martydom. on the one hand, or 
triumphinfr success, on the other, rendered him 
a cons])i(;ious mark for future ages. The efforts 
of the later innovators in revealed religion are 
destined to an influence no less potent, though 
the individual investigator is less prominent. 

Then the mental elevation of the priest was 
as that of the pinnacled cliff above the plain ;the 
power ofwmind heaved high amidst the sullen 
level of universal ignorance, N'oiv the br.ve- 
eyed iconoclast stirs and purifies the thought of 
the w^orld as he moves unseen through it, as the 
Gulf-stream, invisible to the eye, plows and 
refreshes the dark waste of ocean bringincr 
salubrity and happiness to adjacent shores. 



The author, one of these hitter day priest? 
of God followed a consistent course of action 
throuofhout a lona" life. His efforts, toofether with 
those of the reformers of the first century of the 
Republic, contributed both to the overthrow of 
slavery, and to the enfranchisement of thouofht. 
Born on the 30th day of December, 1809, he 
received ordination at the hands of Presiding- 
Elder Fillmore of the Methodist Episcopal 
Church, at bis birth-place, Hampton, Washing- 
ton Co., Xew York. 

His active anti-slavery work l!ecor»in_2' obnox- 
ious to that church which had put itself on rec- 
ord as opposed to slavery airitation. he left its 
folds for those of the Wesleyan Methodist 
Church, \\ hose course was more consistent with 
freedom. Here he was for several years PresidinsT 
Elder. 

Immediately upon the revelation of phenom- 
ena declaring the boundjwies of spirit commun- 
ion, he began to investigate the alleged heresy. 
Becoming convinced of the truth of all that he had 
seen, upon its disavowal by the church, he once 
more left ihat orrranization. ;ind Mdherod to the 



new faith. The remainder of his life here, which 
closed on the 19th day of September, 1886 was 
devoted to the spread and development of his 
convictions. Devout himself, he electrified thous- 
ands by his words. The poems published here, 
were written at various periods, but all bear 
witness to one central idea. Stronger than his 
hold on life was his hope for immortality^, and 
that is the key-note to which all of his strings of 
thought intone. 

Posessins' neither the o;randeur of the ocean's 
eternal hymning which reverberates in the 
ancient singer's strain, nor the ornate imagery 
and delicate tracery of words which, like the 
empty dome of a laj Mahal, decks the fabric of the 
trans- Atlantic bard, his simple lines breathe only 
hope and joy as he dreams of celestial halls, or 
with sharpened eye and ear sees the sheen of 
radiant robes, hears the rustle of vibrating 
winof s . 



THE t^RY. 

What sounds are these that thrill the darkened air^ 
What merGil^ss hammer clangs its ringing 

rounds^ 
With tumultuous beat the weary ear confounds^ 

And brings to memory back its burdened care ? 

Whose every shock turns every nerve to flame, 

Vibrating every chamber of the soul ; 

Whose multitudinous.echo'es mimic roll 
In saddened tones the accents of his name. 
Who from my brow shall Hft the cypress wreath? 

When shall depart th' unceasing funeral knell? 

My pulses echo to no cheerier bell [deaths 
Than that which claims the cherished one for 
Companion, counselor, friend, thy work is done. 

Would, I could hear thy cheering voice once 
more—* 

Thy footstep present at the opened door — - 
Again Vv'ith thee behold the risen sun ! 
Again with thee stand on proud Erie's shore, 

Again retrace the wave bound Michigan, 



10 THE AN8WEE. 

Recall the struggles which the boy began, 
And manhood facing Slavery's threatening roar. 

Again recount the days of want and pain, 
Thy proud defiance to despotic power : 
The bright occasion ; aye, the fated hour 

When you rehnquished other paths to fame. 

When from the treml)Mligform>? of priestly craft 
You struck the prlitteriuo: show and thiu discruise 
Before hoth friendly and uufriendh^ eyes [sliaf t, 

Pierced false jjretenee with many a trenchant 

Would I once more miofht see that silvered head. 

But no, that form within tlie g^rave is'lnid! 

What is to he must be. jMust hope thus fade 
And hushed forever lie the silent dead? 

The Answer. 

Mot so! beyond the lifting veil? 
The rising Isis glows, 
he earth-wora pilgrim, fainting, hails 
The mystic future. Knows 

The joy of death, the bliss of pain. 

The freedom of the slave ; 
The contrast of eternal life 

With v;i,pors of tlir ^T.ive. 

Straiglit to his open vision, comcj* 
The Avonders of the Seen. 



THE ANSWER. 11 

The Ciiiverse in lustre shows 

Its form maj<j6tic. Keen 
Aad keener still Ills lightened eyes 

Pierce to each hidden shore ; 
Behind him countless worlds retreat, 

Tile Intinite l^efore. 
Hail to the future I We who pass 

The dark, deep choklns: dust; 
Who see through cloud* the rising sun : 

Fair nature through her crust., 

Hail to the future! We who see 

The presence of tlie years ; 
We who have doffed the doubter's robe 

To people wider spheres, 
Have brought our hopes, the seVen-hued ray^ 

Transfused and cast in one, 
A beacon, till the future brings 

To si2:ht tlie Uiiseen Sun. 



The Law of Progi*e8v«i. 

Pros'ression is a law divine 

Existing" everywhere. 
F'-rvading nil things here in time. 

The oe<'an. earth and air. 

PiT)cfi''p'*''^ion marks the mineral realm 
Where g-old and diamonds are 



12 THE LAW OF PROGRESS, 

For God, its Author, holds the helm 
And guides this mighty car. 

The floral realm proclaims the law 

Unfolded hio'her and hio-her, 
A fact which science lately saw 

And raised the bigots ire, 

Poor foolisli man-how dark and vain 
To think God's works stand still 

Nay! Sunshine comes and then the rain^ 
Each makes cmr spriits thrill. 

Progression speaks in kingly tones 

0''er prairie, vale and hill&% 
For then her annual bounty comes 

And all our granaries fills.. 

The realm where mammals sport and play 

And fish and mollusks swim, 
Bear testimony day by day 

That progress rules theirein. 

So ages, as they come and go 

God''s universe adorn; 
And latest fossils ever show 

Best symmetry of form. 

And every later age we're tohl 
In mammal realms "tis found. 



THE LAW OFPKOGRE8S. 13 

The higher^intclleet unfolds 
The universe around. 

And thus in all these lower realms, 

ProoT<:':S;jion holds the rod, 
And rules in sunshine, storm and calm 

A messenger of God. 

And if in fields of lower life 

Progression bears the sway. 
In human destiny and strife 

Shall it not rule the daj^? 

Shall man, the noblest work of God, 

Progression fail to share 
Man! who^can analize the sod. 

The ocean, earth and air.f' 

iSfay ! Man shall progress while the throne 

Almighty God shall rule ; 
And he who doubts shall come at last 

To find himself the fool ! 

AllJ.Worlds, all systems made by Him, 

From angels to the sod, 
IVIove by progressions miglity law, 

All! but \:\.\iifa?-l/ur God. 

These pass the spiral ways of life 
Through lower paths they've trod, 



14 ANGEL iMTNTSTPvY TRIUMPHANT. 

Moved by progression's mighty law 

To a nonprogi-essive God, 
Then rise my soul, stretch every nerve^ 

R!se upward to the blue, 
For there'll be ever room enough 

Between your God and you. 

AiJgel Ministry Triunipliaiit, 

The angel world in day's of old 

Came down to talk with man ; 
And thus reveried, as we are told — 

Gcd*6 great and wondrous plan- 
By which the race of man on earth 

Can heaven by love attain ; 
And thus secure the iiigher birth, 

Immoital torema'.n. 
These ministration^, c.imi we're toli, 

Froiii Abram down to John ; 
To safely guide the Jewish fold 

Till God revealed his Son. 
His Son, the man, the Na-:arene 

With medium powers sublime, 
Controlled by aigels, as it seen^s 

For purposes divuie. 
Three years throu.irh liim the si)irits plead 

With fi-uilty chur^'h and ]>ii<>^;t?-. 



ANGEL MINISTRY TIJIl ^fTHAXT, 15 

Ami then they criRifit'd till dead 
The Xiizareiie, the Chri-^i. 

But multitiules had caught the light 

Tiut aagel work! had shed, 
And tor a time kept «p the fifrht 

Though He, the Chrisi, was dea-d. 

Throiijrh all these ages :injrels lirioht 

lUd church and piiest reprove, 
V.ut still rejectrd thev the liirht 

All radi.int wtih God's love. 

liul f lien priests did then unite 

In persecution strong, 
-And thus by force suppressed the light 

Which had reproved so long. 

For fifteen hundred years from earth 

'J'his precious light was gone ; 
Then angels from the higher birth 

Awoke the glorious lh vn. 

Of this subJime resplendant day, 

For heaven and earth now meet, 
And in Ih. iir haUinvecl union stay 

And each the other greet. 

So heaveii and eartli again unita 
Our Kindred to redeem. 



11) ANGEL jMLXLSTin TlillMPHANT. 

And spread abroad this heavenly light 
As millions here have seen. 

Tl is mighty work for thirty years 

Has spread itself abroad. 
And thus removed all doubt and fears 

That it carae forth from (iod 

The tiny r^ip announced its birth 

At Fox's humble door 
A stranger thing than all the world 

Had ever heard before. 

An angle rapping in the mi«st 

Of mortal men below, 
Near threw the clergy into fits 

As men of knowledge know 

The celebrated Doctor Cox 

In pamphlet form did show 
He fully understood the knocks, 

"The girl had snapped her toe." 

If not, 'twas plain as he could see, 

Beyond all human doubt. 
The girl had surely snapped her knee, 

An I he hid foinil it otit. 

Well done! great Doctor from the schools, 
In this most wondrous fact 



ANtiKL 3ilM. Till TIMUMPHANT. 17 

You've shown yourself the simplest fool, 
Or else your brain is eracked. 

*'Tis magnetism,'" others said, 

As all must plainly see. 
A man must be a leather-head 

To call it snaj ping toe or knee" 

" 'Tis electricity,'' some said, 

"Beyond all human doubt. 
And cA'Cry man tliat's ever read 

Has surely found it out." 

Another stretched his neck and cries 

**Tts nothing but C)d force!" 
And thus the fourth stands up and lies 

Till voice and lungs iire hoarse. 

Another said, "It's all a cheat, 

A play at sleight of hand, 
For any conjurer can beat 

All mediums of the land." 

Another said "It's ignorance, 

And thus through all the land 
Its advocates lack common sense. 

An idiotic band." 

Another shouts, * It? uiely strange 
That such a monstrous evil 



18 ANGFL MIM.ll.y TlULlViniAKT 
Should fail to be eriuorsed by all 
As coming fro ii the deviJ. 

*'But the old devil s'lr, w.l and mum, 

As all may safely bet, 
Has fairly now Liinself outdone 

In getting up planeliette.' • 

*'And thus the devil does «leeov 
Poor souls from Jesus"* bloo*'. 

By writing with this little toy. 
Far stronger than tlieii- Cod 

*-If not! Why not the God step ui 

And quell this mighty evil? 
Why leave the enemy to win ; 

His' little heaven born devil? 

**()ne of two things must be the fact, 

Kither he app ;'oves the evil, 
Or else hU aim i-; far too short. 

To cope with such a devil- 

H)r el^c his moral elements 

Are weak as running water. 
Why should he leave the Enemy, 
With human souls to slauglit/r? 

Six thousand years have passrd, 'tis s. id. 
Since (Jod and devil parted 



ANGEL MINISTRY TRIUMPHANT. 19 

A id millions shep among the dead 
Since man from Eden started. 

iSine out of ten the devil won, 

And thns an<.ment his nnmb«r; 
AVhile God does little bnt look on 

With jrreat chagrin and wonder. 

And church and priest and doctors weeu 

O'er tin- frreat desolaiior. 
And with anathemas do steep 

This modern revelation. 

lint still the mighty work goes on 

The anfrel world ])roclaimin£r. 
The battle fonght. the victory won, 

The truth still ever gaining. 

And gain it must and gain it will, 

Till all shall stand adoring, 
And old Theology lies stiir 
. In its last stage of snoiing. 

And sure she never will aw: ke 

To life, or to perfection ; 
For circumstances indicate. 

ShcTl have no resurrection. 

The foe is numerous, not stroi g, 
For all her hosts dividec"", 



20 THE NIGHT OF TIME, AND 

And sure her race will not be long, 

Her phms have all collided. 
For angel truth is pure and strong, 

Adapted to the hour, 
Inspires the Soul with seraph song. 

And clothes the man with power. 



The N'^lit of Till: e, and Day of 
Eternity. 

We know that the day of Eternity's near. 

And the harvesting angel his sickle puts forth, 
To gather us home to the heavenly sphere, 

From the east and the west, from the south 
and the north. 
And no intervention can stay his strong hand. 

His sickle shall gather the great and the small. 

Not the rich, nor the poor, nor the monarcli can 

stand, [last call. 

When Nature's great law shall announce her 
Then awake from your slumbers, ye millons of 
earth ; 

Ye souls th;.t must live wdiile eternities roll 
And prepare for the glories of heavenly birth 

No I- pass life away like the slumbering mole. 
Then rouseup and cast off the garments of night ; 

And clothe your great souls in the vestments 



THE DAY or ETEl.'MTY. 21 

For angels invite you to holier light, [of duy ; 
Then why in your darkness, Oh why will you 

stay? 

Then rise above riot and drunkenness here, 

All clothed in the garments of virtue and love, 
Be angels of light in this dark earthly sphere, 

And then you'll rank high in the bright 
worlds above. 
And chambering and wantonness fail not to show? 

They'll clothe you in garments of hells dark- 
est night. 

And it may be for ages w^hen earth life is done 
Will disrobe thy souls vision of heaven's vast light. 

Then rise from the dark plane of envy and strife, 

Rush away from the dark realm of slander 

and hate, [quaff. 

For as long as thy souls these dark waters shiill 
Thy wo is secured by the great law of fate, 

Let life here be guarded against every ill. 

And in all things be sure and avoid moral evil. 

And thy soul shall be saved from that inward hell, 
Lest thy life here proclaim an incarnated devil, 

And then though the night here be brief or 

prolonged [the soul, 

Or the day come unlocked for, or sought by 



22 oy A BRIGHT may morxixg. 
It will find us inspired witli seraphic song^ 

And in safety reach the brigJit heavenly goal. 
And the crreat law of rrogress shall carry us on 

While the cycles of ages continue to roll. 
Where toils are all o'er and the victory won, 

And the smiles of our God are the feasts of 
the soul. 



Oil a bright May nioriiiiig. 

The morning comes with life and love, 

All nature breathing free 
And angels whisper from above, 

"Dear friends, we come to thee. 

"From the bright realms of endless life, 
We bring our blessings down, 

And with the joys of those above, 
Your spirits now would crown. 

"Open your hearts to make us room. 

Accept our fond embrace, 
For we have come to guide you home, 

And keep in perfect place. 

♦'Tour earthly race will soon ])(■ o'er. 

The final victory won. 
And vou will stand on our bn<''ht shore. 

Our peaceful heavenly home. 



ANCIl NT ANGFLIC COOIUMON. 23 

*'High oil the plains of endless life 

AVith angels bright you'll be, 
To Avaofe the war of endless strife, 

'Jo eonquer and Ije free. 

• In freedom's light through endless years 

You'll wing your rapid flight. 
Beyond the land of doubt and fears 

And clothed in angel white/' 

Oh welcome, angels, to this place, 

Aye, welcome to our hearts, 
Here we would meet thee face to face 

As friends who never part. 



Ancient Angelic Comninnioii tlie 
Dawn of tliis Resplendent day. 

Far back to rudimental homes, 

When men were dark and few. 
The angels came to kindred ones 

As now they come to yoa. 
'Twas but the glimmering morning light 

Which thus prepared the way, 
For human minds to grasp the light 

Of this resplendent day. 

A day that dissipates all doubts 
That, man shall live forever, 



24 ON THE FALLING OF A MAPLE LEAF. 

So millions now stand lookino' out 
Across death's rapid river. 

Its waver now dash the shore in vain^ 

For we have lost all terror, 
Since kindred ancrels calmed the main 

And shook the ancient error. 

And thus the millions of our earth 

Are gladly passing oe'r, 
To claim the rig-hts of hio'her birth 

On heaven's resjDlendent shore. 

Then from the land of S'lorious lio-ht 

They come to earth again, 
To guide us in our upward flight 

To their immortal plane. 
Then let us labor to unfold, 

In wisdom, love and truth, 
And soon we'll reach the heavenly goal, 

Where angels dwell in youth. 

And while eternal ages roll 

We'll rise amid the spheres, 
And Ood's pure love shall feast the soul 

Thouo;hout the endless years. 



Oil the Falling ol a Maple Tieaf* 

The spring puts forth lier carpet green, 
All nature's fresh and fair, 



ON' IHE FALLINO O'F A MAPLfi LEAf-* 25 

Like life arising from the tomb 
Beneath God's guardian care. 

How beautiful the summer's face 

When flowers are all in bloom ; 
But autumn comes with chilling blast 

And changes all to gioom. 

The maple leaf all sere and pale, 

Falls from its parent stem, 
A letter of the simple tale 

Of what it once had been. 

Cold win ter spreads his icy arms 

O'er all the earth abroad, 
And folds the past with all its charms 

In death's cold chilHng shroud. 

So childhood represents the spring 

And youth the summer flowers, 
In autumn manhood fadesv, yet sings^ 

Then yields to winter's storms. 

But life eternal waits beyond 

Cold winters frosty spray^ 
Where toils are o'er and victory won 

In cloadless., endless day. 

Then shout aloud God's endless praise 
Ye nations round the earth, 



2 ft HOPE, MAX'S ETERNAL ANCHOR, 

While angel voices ever raise 
Their songs of higher birth. 

And all the planets in their tiini 

Join in the loud acclaim, 
And seraph hosts that e\er \mm 

Respon(i a loud Amen. 



Hope? Mail s Eternal Anchor- 
Hope is the golden chain that bintis 

Man's sonl to endless years, 
Sustains his spirit while it drinks 

Its bitterest earth life te:irs. 
Oh, who could pass the checquered scenes ; 

Of human life on earth, 
If hope did not inspire our dreams 

With highor, holier birth. 

All here would be perpetual night 

Around this earthly sphere, 
Did hope not wake the inner sight, 

And ope the inner ear. 

Hope is the anchor of the soul 

Amidst earths darkest storms. 
She grasps the rocks within the vale 

And shouts, behold the morn ! 
A mI when she thus Uplifts the vail 

And brings the morning light, 



p.":!: E ON ATONEMENT. 27 

The soul with joj and triumph sails, 
And thus outrides the night. 

Hope is mau's leading guiding star, 

The brightest of the seven, 
She holds the helm that guides the car 

That bears us on to heaven. 

And hope shall last to guide us here, 

And lead us safey o'er 
To join the angels in their sphere 

On heaven's resplendent shore. 

Hope shall inspire all angel souls 

To progress in their sphere. 
To reach the bright excelsior goal 

And breathe diviner air. 



Paine on tlie Atonement. 

Would God atonement thus require 
To save mankind from endless lire, 
W hen one eternal sovereign word 
Were equal to a sea of blood? 

Yet theology proclaims a God 
A thousand ao'es snuffing" blood. 
Because an angel of his hand 
Kebelled against his wise command. 



28 PAINE OX ATONEMENT,, 

Ag-aiii his aiio^er burst tiHanie 
When Satan into Eden came, 
With wrath he then the garden shook 
When Eve the yellow pip^nn took. 

'*Now, Adam," said this little God, 
"You'll g-et your bread by turning sod, 
I'll make the sweat run down the face 
Of all your sinful guilty race. 

Your bread shall come alone from toil. 
By rooting up tlic heavy soil, 
I'll cause your eveiy bone to ache, 
Make every cord and sinew quake. 

And you frail woman, fair and vatii 
Shall bear the race in mortal pain. 
To Adam thy desire s-hall be. 
And he as lord shall rule o'er thee,'''' 

Then God with Satan did make battle 
And cursed the snake above all cattle,. 
Saying, "On thy belly wage thy strife 
Through all the days of snakeship life."' 

"And dust," said God, thou sure shall eat. 
Because my plans you did defeat!'^ 
But still the snake defies the God 
By living on the bird and frog. 



PAi::r. on atonement. 32 

But Satan mourns that f:ital day 
When he seduced pure Eve away, 
And onward €rav/ls with mournful wail 
Because he can't walk on his tail. 

Now lot us leave this foolish story, 
This Oriental allegory, 
Whose birth was in a darker age, 
Than marks the present history's page, 

'^I^urning from romance and vain song, 
In truth let each stand pure and strong; 
With love and science as our rod 
Point out humanity to God, 

Then mount the ladder Jacob saw, 
And from the top shout the hurrah, 
As back to earth, we come ao-ain 
To guide our kindred o'er the main. 

Then back again to heaven's bright shore 
With all our kindred safely o'er - 
We'll wander o'er those fields of light, 
In endless day "there is no night." 

So said the ancient Patmos seer, 
A fact to all clairvoyants clear. 
Night's but the shadow of the earth, 
No shadows fall in heavenly birth. 



rM) THE HEATENLY HOMi:. 

There's one perpetual heavenly day 
Where all is bloom and no decay. 
Again I say "There is no night," 
All's luminous, all's infinite, 

The field is broad for erery soul, 
It Joins the universal goal ;, 
And human souls may ever rise 
To loftier truths and purer sides. 

There fields of science shall unfold 
JMore precious than Earth's mines of goMy 
For gold will vanish when the earth 
Unfolds into her spirit birth. 

And while eternal cycles roll, 
God's love sJiall lift the human soul 
Bej'-ond where angels yet have trod, 
Approaching near the throne of God. 

And every human soul on earth 
Is heir to such a lieivenly birth 
Progression's law points to that light 
Where all is endless, infinite. 



Koflcctioiis oil the Heavenly Houie 

On the gollcn shores of the smnmer land 
I long to make my rest, 



mE HEAVENLY nOME„ 31 

Aad join the pure angelic band, 
And stand amonjr the blest. 

The vision now enchants my soul, 

I rise on wings of fire, 
And haste to reach the h-iavenly goal 

Where spirits never tire. 

I love the father's precious plan, 

Adapted for the race. 
It reaches every soul of man 

W.io runs the heavenly race. 

Though some run slow and othei'S fast 

While here on earth we roam • 
Yet every soul shall reach at last 

This glorious heavenly home. 

All hell shall cease when ignorance dies, 

When earthly taints are lost ; 
And then the soul will surely rise 

And join the heavenly host. 

And in those liclds all Infinite, 

Man shall his powers unfoid 
To greater breadths and loftier heights 

Than sngels yet have told. 

Great God, how grand thy glorious plan, 
How full of love and grace. 



32 LINES GIVEN AT A FUxVERA L. 

Which offers boundless fields to man 
To run an endless race. 

Let men and ang-els join in one 
Triumphant song of praise. 

And every planet, eTeiy stiii^ 
His hio^hest honoi's raise, 



Lilies given at the tiineral of a little 

girl, purporting: to coine Iroui 

her father in spirit life. 

The years of the earthlife passed swiftly away. 
From the earliest childhood to earthly decay, 
Strewinor childhood and manhood with flowers 

and tears [years. 

As we ripened, then faded midst life's closing 

These diversified scenes each finds its true place 
In developing- man for his heavenly race. 
It's a school for our culture that angels controll. 
Calling out the great powers of the undying 
soul. 

Then let us, my dear, ever cherish God's plan. 
Which has peopled the earth both with wom- 
an and man. 
One soul at a time finds its home on the earth. 
One soul at a time gains the heavenly birth. 



LINES GIVEN AT A FUNERAL. 33 

Still our days ever fly as the river rolls on 
Till the years of the earthlife are numbered and 

gone, [here, 

And the morn of the summer land dawns on us 
And we meet and embrace in that heavenly 

sphere. 

Oh, I anxiously Avait the glad dawn of that day 
AVHienyour work will be done and I lead you away 
To the bright fields of light where all sadness is 
o'er, [more. 

And the ills of the earthlife shall reach us no 

Then let the cold vi^avos of the earth life roll on, 
The fiercer they roll, the sooner they are gone 
Then together we, 11 stray o'er the broad fields of 
In union eternal the husband and wife. [life 

Yes, forever united the husband and bride [side. 
Midst the angels we'll stand with our babes by our 

Now with you we will go to the dark silent tomb 
And lay our loved form in its own quiet home ; 

But remember, our darling has joined the bright 
throng, [song. 

And with father, now chants in the heavenly 

A world all ablaze with spirit and light, 
A day all eternal not followed by night, 



o4 SALVATION BY AVt)KKS. 

And when the sad toils of the earth life are O' el' 
We'll meet and embrace on the heavenly shore. 

Salvation by works, not by blood; 

Would ye be liappy here on earth 

Then heed ye duty's call, 
And thus prepare for higher life 

While on this earthly ball 

For duty and reward shall go 

Forever hand in hand. 
While we associate below* ^ 

Or with the angel band. 

This thought should rouse our guilty souls 

To run the heavenly road, 
And grasp the bright excelsior goal 

Where seraphs learn of God. 
No pardon from the God can save 

For guilt contracted here, 
Still conscience will torment the knave 

With soul distracting fear. 

Then save thy self from sin and guilt, 

Live righteous day by day. 
No Savior's blood was c\cr spilt 

That can wash thy shame away. 

Then trust to \A' orks, and not to Blood 
Another may have shed : 



BLOWS. OD 

Works which thy soul approveth good 
Will give a peaceful bed 

Yes, works of charity on earth 

Shall meet the soul's behest; 
And vvorks of love in higher birth 

Shall give eternal rest. 

BLOWS. 

It cannot be that natnre's holy God 

With jjower and wisdom intinite, 
Would make his works so bad and poor a job 

As to end in dark oblivion's endless nislit/ 

^or would it help this dark and dread relation^ 

If semi-infidelity were true ; 
If half the race end in annihilation 

Then God, the maker's lost one-half his crew. 

And lost, them why? Because a little ("levil 
Made by his own almighty will and hand, 

By a revolt became sin's great evangel 

To guide the third of heaven's celestial band; 

Then down to earth he came to Eden's bower^ 
And here inspired a snake to do hi* ^viU; 

And thus seduced by his Satanic power. 

The race in federal loins that moment fell. 



3G BLOWS. 

The snake at this time on his tail did walk, 

But how he did it I could never tell, 
For so he stood when he and Kve did talk 

And thus he triumphed when the races fell. 

At evening, God to Kden"s bowers came back, 
For he'd been go ne awhile, the Record says; 

I'erhaps to view his works, or feed his flocks. 
As othor farmers spend their hours and days. 

When Adam heard his footsteps in the shade. 
He hid himself behind an apple tree ; 

For he had learned of God to be afraid, 
For he had sinned, eat of the fruit you see. 

*'Adam, oh Adam,' where are you?" God said, 
'•I am naked," Adam said, "behind this tree. 

To have you see me 1 was sore afraid, 
For I'm a spectacle from head to knee." 

"You ate the apple, and I've found it out. 
Which I forbade you in my grand decree!" 

And from that moment God began to pout, 
And pout he will to all eternity. 

'Tis true his Sou came dawn to stop the pout, 
But only saved a few from Satan's power, 

So o'er his failure God will ever pout, 
Throuo-h endless cycles on forevermore. 



SELF CULTUEE. 37 

Poor Adam, he hiid made an awful fall, 

Deep down to darkest ignorance from light. 
Ere that, he did not know himself at all, 

And now he tiuds himself in awful plight. 

Oh happy day when Satan did defy 

And Adam taught that God the Father lied, 

For though he sinned, he knew he would not die, 
And on this certahi proof he would confide. 

Another thing he learned of this old devil 
By eating fruit he learned both good and evil, 
And so through earth his progeny still plods, 
In knowledge vast, as any of their Gods. 

Now here we close this simple, foolish story 
Its origin, an Eastern allegory, 
A tale at which all science now revolts, 
And human reason at its threshold halts, 
A tale that libels both the God and devil, 
And loads our race with all its dreadful evil. • 



True huinaii greatness tliroiigii 
self-culture. 

Let us be great in scientific truth. 
Unfolding childhood into ripest youth. 
Let youth be lost in hoary, honored age 
Replete witli light from nature's boundless page. 



38 THOMAS PAINE. 

Let us be great in holiness and love, 
Meet for the happiness of angel life above, 
Great in the qualities that make the angel good, 
Great in the attributes of our immortal God. 

Then shall our mission work on earth be fully 

done 
Then shall our souls be ripe for our eternal home, 
And when the hour calls, death shall open wide 

its door, 
AVe'll -enter as a conqueror and reign forevermore. 

Amen, Amen! my soul replies, and angels shout 
"Amen!" [back to earth again 

And rolls the shout o'er heavens vast plains and 

Then swells the shout by men on earth and by 
the heavenly hosts, 

Till echos of immortal hearts in eternity are lost, 

ON THOMAS FAINE. 

He came in his day like a bright, blazing light 
When the Colonies siglied in the dajkness of 
night, [figiit, 

He bade them be stronrij as they closed in the 
For Freedom would turn to the side of the right. 
His voice in its echo seemed clothed with a pow- 
er [hour. 
Which roused men to arms in that dark fearful 



LINES TO MV WIFE. 39 

At his bidding they rushed to the fierce bloody 

fight 
And lilierty turned to the side of the right. 

Let his name ever stand as a bright beacon light 
To libert/s cause through this dark earthly night 
And may liberty spread like atransfom'ng leav- 
en [en 
Till our hero we meet in our angel bright heav- 



Liiiesto My WilK 

Take courag'e, my dear one, the hours are so brief 
AVhen the spheres shallinvite us to endless relief, 
'J'hen together we'll journey with triumph and 
In the vast fields of progress eternally long [song 

Let us both keep the mind and the body so pure 
That the high spheres of heaven will welcome 
us sure, [hands, 

When w^e pass to that temple all made without 
To join in the chorus of angelic bands, 

They have waited so long for our entrance there, 
'J'hey will meet us rejoiceing w ivh angelic care. 
And in turn w^e will come to our dear ones on 
And guide them safe over to angelic birth, [earth» 



40 LINES TO MY WIFE. 

In reunion we'll stand on that heavenly shore 

And rejoice in the plan which liath brought us 

safe o'er, 
Aye! Rejoice in the God who made planet and 
And forever exists in his intfinite home. [sun 

All nature proclaims his existence and love ; 
The wonders of earth and great worlds above, 
As by millions unnumbered they sweep on 
through space, [tuul place. 

While God's hand holds each in its own sphere 

Vast millions of ages already have gone 
And still these great worlds on there axes roll on 
Not a groan, not a jar, nor vibration appears 
As they measure the volume of billions of years. 

Midst these wondprs divine my soul stands 
amazed, [Days, 

O'er shadowed by God, the Great Ancient of 
In his hands all his creatures are eternally safe, 
For his power and glory blend forever with grace. 

Yet some say that worlds as in ether they roll. 
With great plastic bodies, and spirit and soul, 
Though daily and nightly they ever advance, 
Were brought into being by the simplest chance. 



LiNES TO MY WIFP:. 41 

Others tell us that worlds as they roll in their 
sphere, [here, 

Were made and were governed by angels once 

That in wisdom and triumph they now hold the 
rod [of God. 

^Vhich will wipe out the thought and the being 

Just here I would ask of the last of these twain, 
Who ade the first planet, its mountains and main, 
For science assures us that worlds rolled in space, 
Before man existed to look on their face* 

Oiie thought is sufficient to calm these proud 

waves, 
And lay these false claims in oblivion's graves, 
Viz, Matter's the less and must yield to the nod 
And be formed into worlds by the spirit called 

God. 



Lilies to my Wife. 

Time rolls its boisterous waves alono- 
From human birth to human deaths 

As birds carol their plaintive song. 
When of their little ones bereft. 

So generations come and go 

Each answering its grand design, 

As trees of earth sway to and fro 

Beneath the storms and winds of time. 



42 LINES TO MY WIFE. 

Commotion reig^ns throiTg"!! all the earfrsy 
There is no settled ealm from strife 

'Tis sad, if there's no- higher birth 
No happier, holier stale of life . 

And is it trne thiii when we ck>se 

This boisterous scene of toil and carey 

From conscious Isfe we thee break loose 
Oblivion's endless night to share. 

Oh, is it trne that vre whose sowls 
Are joined in love's divines't bands> 

Shall, when a few more pams and toBls 
Mingle with Earih^s unconscious sands'^ 

That while eternal ages roll 

We shall not each the other see. 

My soul stimds clad in fnneral pall 
At such a dread eternity. 

Oh dreadful thouHit! Eternal NJo-ht, 
Where nauorht but dark oljlivion reio^ns 

No boundless day of heavenly light 
To recompense for human pains. 

Oh, can it be that wondrous man, 
lih'ssed witli iutelligeur*' ati<t love, 

By Nature's, or by God's great plan 
Must fail to reach the worlds above?' 



WNES TO MY >VIFE. 43 

Why all these groaning^ of the soul 

To explore and live forever? 
Why ask to grasp the eternal goal 

Beyond death's cold, dark river. 

These yearnings of the human soul 
For higher and for holier spheres, 

Are God's great arguments, £ hold, 
That man was made for endless yeal's^ 

''Tis well that light has come at last 
To toll the knell of these dark views 

Raked up from the remotest past 
From ages darker than the Jews^ 

""Tis better still that light has come 
All radiant from the worlds above, 

Assuring us a heavenly home 

Where angels b,reathe God's purest love^ 

"'TIS sweet to know this life is brief, 
Made up of pain a;nd toil and care. 

That heaven will soon bring full relief 
Where dear ones shall each other share. 

Then let life's waves roll swiftly on, 
Well sooner reach the boundless sea. 

And join the angels sweetest song 
Whose echo swells eternity. 



Final Triumpli of KeasRiif.. 

Oh glorious day, the theme of Jewish aecKsE 

Of Rome and Greece ^ . . 
The day of maaly triumph 

And of huiisan peace. 
The day when glittering swords- 

Shall in their scabbards rust 
And men and isation& 

In each other trust. 

In that glad day 

Of uni\rersal light, 
Reason shall be the guiding star- 
Fro m morn till night. 
That day shall a prelude be 

To that gl'oriou^ rest, 
Which h©a\'-ea alone 

Can give the truly blest 
Hail, morn of Immortal lights 

By prophets: seen of old. 
Thy streets, resplendent, 

Paved with purest gold, 
Thy gates of massive wealth 

Of pearl and stone. 
The emblematic spbcros 

Of our eternal home. 



OUT (UN or ANGELS. 45 

H.i3to, pilgrim )f this earthly sphere 

This vyorld is not thy homei 
The heavenly doors stand open wide 

And angels bid you come. 

There Reason, final arbiter, 

■ ♦ 

Shall wake th<} soul to find 
The central fount of wisdom 
Of the supernal mind 



Orig^iii ol Angels. 

An Angel! What's an Ange!? 

And where do Angels dwell ? 
Stupenduous thought and question, 

Let the Muses tel'. 

An Angel ? Man's an Angel 
While in the earthly clay ; 

An Angel ere he hails the 1 ght, 
The light of earth born day. 

These angels pass from earth away, 

Each on his moral plane, . 
And oft return to earth again 

In development the same. 
If so, they'll speak the lie or truth 

As when on earth they stood, 
Unchanged are they in spirit birth, 

In evil or in good 



4i) ON CLOSING A LECTLliE ENGAGEMENT. 

And many a dark, benighted one 

In the gioomy, lower spheres, 
Are there deprived of heaven's light^^ 

For many dismal years; 

They seek their own affinities 

In pride, and sin and shame, 
And wallow in impurities 

As here they loved the same. 

Then try the spirits, when they come, — 

The great Apostle said, — 
Nor trust them sooner than before 

They passed among the dead. 

Try them their errors to reject, 

l^\iQjalse to cast away, 
Hold fast the trnth with all respect, 

It leads to endless dav. 



Lines on Closing a Lecture 
Engagement, 

Rife! Rise! and rush for higher life' 

Let every hoi.r of life declare 
By ir.ental and by moral strife 

You are breathing holier ah*. 

Let every fcct-prirt here below, 
That marks your tpward flight. 



i:\]V PKOJMIF^ED TIME. 47 

Point the next pilgrim as be goes 
To day that knows no night. 

So here I drop rny final word — 

To be recalled, no, never ! 
Save thou thyself by deed and word, 

Then shalt thou rise forever. 
In fields of science, truths of God, 

O'er river, vale and mountain, 
Our souls shall ever upward plod 

Toward life's great, blissful fountain. 

There life resplendent never ends. 

And joys will spring eternal ; 
A blest reunion with our friends 

In realms of love supernal. 

So when our earthly lamp goes out, 

Across the glowing river 
We'll meet again, I have no doubt,. 

Where all will shine forever, 



The Froiiiised Time is Coming-, 

The angel hosts now come to earth, 
To t«ach us of their heavenly Ijirth. 

Refrain. 
Hejoice! Kejoice! tlie angel hosts are coming! 
liejoiee! Kejoiee! the angel hosts shall reiorn ! 



48 THE ri^GlinSED TI3iE, 

Ani( riea hns caught the light, 
And now emerges out of night? 

Hefrain , 
Old England too is in ablnzey 
^Vhile other nations stand amazed 

Refrain. 

All Europe now receives the fire, 

'Tis spreading wide, 'tis rising highei ! 

Kef rain. 

The race of man now hails the dawn 
Of this sublime, resplendent morn! 
Refrain. 

Y.J angel light we wend onr way 
To the vasr realms of endless day I 

Eefrsin 
rhey hover o'er lis on the wing, 
Ihey ROW inspire owr souls to sing 

Refrain. 
They come to bless onr meeting here. 
Our souls with inspiration cheer. 

Refrain 
There fields immortal, Eden's shore 
Invites us on forevermorc! 

Refrain, 



Man's Endless Progress. 

In life beyond man shall forever stand 
And stretch his gaze far o'er the heavenly land, 
A land all glorious, all serene and fair, 
Where God is seen in all, for God is everywhere. 

All hail, immortal life! How grand, how fair! 

All is eternal day, no night is there. 

The universe eternal opens wide its door, 

And bids the soul explore, forevermore. 

On pinions strong we then commence our flight, 

Forever rising from the land of night. 

Our powers unfolding as we ever rise. 

To loftier views of truth, midst purer skies. 

The lofty genius of the human mi id 
Asks broader fields, and higher truths to find. 
Defies all walls to circumscribe its flig-ht 
As onward still it probes the realms of light. 

It asks to demonstrate the fields of law, 
And in the research moves with holy awe. 
While to its Source, it bends the grateful knee, 
It views the cycles of eternity. 

Thousands of ages may have come and gone, 
Yet tliis is still Etern'ty's bright morn, 
AH infants still. The rudimental bands 
Of those, the purer souk m br'ghtei :andr. 



50 man's EXDLESS PUOGRE8S. 

Yet the broad goal before us open lies, 
And wondrous visions ope before our eyes; 
And holier inspirations wake the soul 
To reach the portal of that far off goal. 

Where higher wisdom rules angeHc life 
Beyond all discord and beyond all strife, 
Yet these so wise, so pure, so God-like born, 
Have only reached Eternity's bright morn. 

Loud hallelujahs roll o'er heavens bright plain 
As all commence the march of life again. 
Hark ! Hear the antliems from the pure and free, 
As swell they will through all eternity. 

The terraced mount we've reached! ' Pis all aglow! 
We've marched with Science from the fields be- 
We're all prepared to find a higher realm [low, 
Where wiser angels hold the guiding helm. 

Millions of ages all have ended here 
And yet we're moving in our own bright sphere, 
As young and fresh as though we just were born 
Amid the rays of an eternal morn. 

We've just commenced to live, jusfeopod our eyes 
On scenes all new i>i puivr, holun" skies. 
The eternal sun has ju-t begun to glow 
Sheddiii'T his beam? alike on all below. 



LINES INSPUiATlONALLY GIVEN 51 

And here agiiin we hear our father's voice 
Proclaim through nature,* 'Now my sons rejoice. 
You've reached the road by higher angels trod. 
That leads through wisdom up to Nature's God." 
The eternal voice still bids us hiofher rise 
Midst passing cycles and in purer skies. 
So upward still our souls shall ever plod 
Nearer and nearer to the throne of God. 



Lines Iiispiratioiially Given. 

The angels tell me God's a natural Go<l, 
Clothed with gross matter by a natural law. 
Each co-existent in the eternal past, 
The Alpha and Omega, tlie fifst and last, 

The angels tell me man's a natural man; 

In elements the image of his God. 
The man's a spirit blessed with mind to plan. 

And rules the body cast from earth ^y sod. 

The anorels tell me God's orreat universe 
In all its vast varieties of beauteous forms, 

Was by great Nature's mighty laws produced, 
No supernatural thing was ever born. 

The angels tell me worlds are natural worlds, 
Not made in miracle, by extra force or power 

The spirit fills the vessel that it moulds, 

Thus worlds are born, in ages not i i hours. 



52 LINES INSPUiATIOXALLY GIVEN 

The angels tell me vvoiid's are spirit orbs, 

Clothed with gross matter for a space of time 
But by progression will throw off these robes 

And in their spirit garb forever shine. 
The ano-els tell me when that time shall come 

And our grand world roll in its spirit sphere, 
It will be the sublime and heavenly home 

Of all the millions it has brought forth here. 
The angels tell me all God's other worlds 

Are, or will then be, peopled like our own ; 
And will, when they throw off their shadowy 
robes, 

Be centers, be our grand angelie homes.. 

The angels tell me each of these great worlds 

C jntain one local family of mankind, 
While all of them join in one grand whole 

As the one household of the great Divine. 
Comets aie children of the parent worlds, 

Gambling in space between revolving spheres ; 
Growing in form and size for years to come, 

Then they'll b-3 rjlli-ig worlds as are thtd;* sires 

And thus this Evolution must go on 

Producing worlds, and all phines down to man 

For Nature's laws repeat themselves of yore 
And must i i the o-fQ-jit future or foreveraiore. 



LIXES INS I'l RATION ALLY GIVEN. 53 

The angels tell me death is not a goal 
AVhere man expires in body and in soul. 
' i'is not a depot where man stops to weep 
And then assumes an everlasting sleep. 

The angels tell me death is all a myth, 
There is no death in other worlds or this. 
The universe is life! In part and whole, 
Matter but shadow, God's the life and soul. 

The angels tell me when this life is o'er 
And we approach their glorious heavenly shore. 
The golden doors will on their hinges swing 
AVhile they invite our earth born spirits in* 

A grand reunion in domestic ties 
AVe'Il celebrate in yonder blissful skies, 
While shouts of triumph make those mansions 
In anthems loud, to our eternal King. [ring 
And when this grand reunion shall be o'er 
And each at home on the eternal shore. 
We'll join by millions in batallions strong, 
In dread assault uproot each earth born wrong. 

Millions of mighty spirits now are here [sphere, 
Spreading the light from their bright, radiant 
They come in mediumistic brain and form. 
And thus, the forts of superstition storm. 



Oi LINES INSPIRATIONALLY GIVEN. 

Some speak through mediums, fully in a trance, 
And thus the cause of freedom they advance, [ed 
Some speak through mediums consciously inspir- 
And thus the hearts of millions here are fired. 

Some write through mediums while in passive 

thou2*ht. 
And so the truth to millions here is brought. 
Some write through mediums in unconscious 

trance, 
And thus the cause of human rights advance. 

Thousands of mediums thus held at their posts 
Have no conception that the heavenly hosts 
Are using them to break the glorious dawn 
Of earth's fast coming, radiant, glorious morn. 

And so the conflict rages on the earth 
Between its powers and those of heavenly birth, 
Earth's tyrants come with shackles for the race, 
And angels come those shackles to displace. 

The battle will be bloody, fierce and long, 
With both combatants well entrenched and 

strong. 
One fights for office, ease and wealth of earth, 
And one for freedom, and his heavenly birth. 

Some aim to rule by fraud, and hold their fort 
By leading on a wronged and blind cohort ; 



LINES IM-PJKAIIONAI LY GlYEN. ,)0 
The other comes to sin*ead angelic leaven [en. 
And mould earth to the light and peace of heav- 

One fights to give to tyrants wealth and power 
And rolj the laborer of inherent dower. 
The other wars to nnd«jtrmine their throne 
And give to every man unequal home. 

The issue's broad as heaven and earth can make^ 
The war is pushed thoi gli every coward quake. 
The tocsin sounded by the heavenly hosts. 
Calls myriad warriors to their earthly posts. 

Free-thought is spreading like the rising morn, 
And all portends the rise of mighty storms. 
Then when it comes let liberals meet the shock 
And teach the foe our cause stands on a rock. 

Truth is immortal thouo-h she waiteth lonsr 

CD f^ 

To raise her shout of triumph and her sono-. 
Yet she will come with angel shouts that ring, 
And cause the world to blossom as the Sprincr. 

The noble truths we utter here to-day, 
Will livt when our poor bodies mix with clay. 
So let lis sow them broadcast o'er the earth 
./Ss we go on to our immortal birth. 

Then once again we'll raise the fj-eedoiii shout 
As parting from our bodies, we go out '"^ -i 



0(J TO FKIENDS AT PARKERSBUHG. 

So long and loud 'twill shake the Earth's green 

B-icked by the angel hosts aud the Eternal God. 
Now let us take each other by the hand, 
And swear with freedom's hosts to ever stand, 
Till heaven shall say to each, thy work is done, 
And bid us welcome to our heavenly home. 

Poem to Friends at Parkersburg. 

Once more we here meet on your evergreen shore 
As we met in the }'ears that have gone on before; 
And have sown the pure seed which the angels 
have given [ens. 

With fresh insipration sent down from the heav- 

These pure waters have strengthened our famish- 
ing hearts 

For the duties of Hfe as asunder we part. 

Made us strong in our mission and labor of love 

As we pass through the earth-Hfe to mansions 
above. 

May the seed sown spring up; and a harvest secure 
Of thought, word and effort; sublime, grand and 
And the day of eternity grandly proclaim [pure, 
Our labors in Parkersburg were not in vain» ^ 

May a multitude grasp the pure, spiritual leaven 
Who shall finally stand with the armies ot heaven, 



POKM TO FKIF.ND.S AT PAKKKK^BUKG. 57 

Pointing back to these spiritual meetings on earth 
As the time when they started for angelic birth. 

The time when they first saw this spiritual light 
And felt their dark minds were enveloped in night, 
VVheA they fully resolved to know more of that 
life [strife. 

Where the angels now dwell beyond discord and 

Oh, how happy we'll be when together we stand 
In tlie angel's bright home, in the pure summer 

land, [are o'er 

Where cold winter's storms and death's tempest's 
And the ills of the earth hfe shall reach us no 

morel 

Oh friends of the angels, whose mission is here^ 
Spread this heavenly light in this dark^ earthly 

sphere ! 
All sacrifice here which the cause now requires 
Will but add to your joys in the heavenly 

spheres. 

Then rush to your work never heeding the scoff 
Which attended tlie Nazarene while he was 
here. 

Face the conflict like men and prepare to be off^ 
For the day dawns,and lo,great Eternity's here. 



58 AT THE FUNERAL OF A YOUNG LADY, 

**Well done!" the good angels will say as we come, 
"We welcome you in to our heavenly home. 
You have labored and given, to save man from sin, 
To our heavenly mansion's we welcome you in. ' 

Thence the broad fields of light ad infinitum 

rise 
And invite you away to those bright purer skies, 
Where the fathers now banquet in wisdom and 

love, [above. 

Ever passing the spheres of the bright worlds 

Ever rising we'll pass through those bright purer 

spheres, 
As we number the cycles of unending years. 
Our souls all divested of hatred and fears 
As we echo the truth, all eternity's ours. 



Lilies at fuiieriil oj ti young lady. 

A valued earthly friend ot mine 

On this death's dark river. 
Has drawn in fair poetic lines 

What angel friends could give her. 

But I would drop a thought or two 

Back o'er the shinin^- river ; 
A thought of life when one with )^ou, 

And of our great forever. 



AT THE FUNERAL OF A YOUNG LAD1\ 59 

For twenty one long years on earth 

I floated on time's river, 
Then plied the oar for higher birth, 

Where all shall Hve forever* 

The race of life was swift and brief, 

Made up of joy and sorrow; 
Joy came to-day to give relief, 

But sadness on the morrow* 

Friend after friend beside me fell 

Into the mystic river, 
But here I find th^m all again, 

Blooming in hfe forever. 

All sadness now is past and gone, 

It will return, no never ! 
For when I come to your green home 

1 pass no mystic river. 

Our homes connect by law divine. 

No power can ever sever ; 
Eternal Hfe and earthly time 

Make up our great forever. 

There is no stream dividing these,^ — 

A great and boisterous river,— 
We only fall asleep in death, 

Then wake to life foreven 



00 AT THE FUNERAL OF A YOUNG LADY. 

So dear ones, weep no more for me, 
I am round you night and morning, 

And bring great thoughts of truth to thee 
For your great sou 1*8 adorning. 

And when your earthly toils are o'er, 

You'll pass the mystic river 
And hail me on the shining shore 

Where all shall shine fijrever. 

In holy union there we'll stand, 

A household joined together, 
In love's immortal endless bands. 

Triumphantly forever. 

Loud hallelujahs there we'll raise 

To God the boundless giver, 
While holy joys of purest lays 

Shall crown our soul's iorever. 

Then through the bound ess fields of space. 

O'er mountain, vale and river, 
We'll run progression's mii^hty race 

Forever and forever. 

Farewell the moment, dearest ones, 
Though think me round you ever, 

And shall be till I guide you home 
Into our great forever. 



Lines given on rising to lecture 
at Lime Rock, Iowa. 

I rise at this altar, before you to-night, 
To plead for the pure, the holy, the right ; 
May the truth, like the ancient baptism of fire, 
Pierce each soul with a strength still uplifting 
and higher. 

The clarion trump of. _the angels of light. 
Now echoes through earth in this dark earthly 
night, [earth 

The heavens now bend to our dark gloomy 
To teach man the glories of angelic births 

Irrespective of dogmas and creeds then arise 
And listen to teaching which come from the skies! 
Our kindred immortal in armies are here 
To lift our great souls to the light of their sphere. 
May our meeting together at this time and place 
Leave resting on all here the smile of God's face 
And the final result when eternity comes. 
That an army of souls find the heavenly home. 

Lines given at Al>el Peterson's. 

Again we have met on our dark earthly shore. 
As we've met in the years which have gone on 
bef oiNe ^ 



62 LINES AT CLO.-E OF A VISIT. 

Made welcome for days in your beautiful home, 

But 7io7e/ l^ave, to encounter whatever may come. 

And night after night in your beautiful home 
We have talked with the angels, who, happy to 

come, 
Have taught us of life on their beautiful shore, 
The home of our kindred, the great evermore. 

Well, we soon shall have crossed to that blessed 
shore, [before, 

And be numbered with those who have gone on 

And with them will return to our dear ones on 
earth, 

And guide them safe over to angelic birth 

If our parting to-day be our last one on earth. 
We know we shall meet in heavenly birth , 
Where the rich and poor as from earthlife they 

come, 
Shall equally share in a beautiful home, 

Oh well shall it be, if it then shall appear, 
The rich man has fed the poor Lazarus here. 
So upward forever they ever may plod [God. 
Reaching nearer and neirer the throne of our 

As we lea^ e you to-day, we bid you God speed, 
In the great work of love, in humanity's need. 



LINES AT ] rXElJAL OF EILNF>T CASE. 63 

And when the great work of the earthlife is done 
With our sheaves we will pass to our heavenly 
home. 

Then the broad fields of life ad iyififiitimi rise 
And invite us away to those bright, purer skies, 
Where the Fathers now banquet in wisdom and 
love [above. 

Ever passing the spheres of the bright worlds 

In these vast fields of life we will ever go on, 
In the great work of Progress eternally long. 



Lilies at the funeral of Ernest Case. 

It is not death, for nothing dies, 

It is only changing human spheres. 

The man has passed to purer skies, 
A pledge of life for endless years, 

God's laws assume the ascending plane 

In all the fields of science trod^ 
And hence the truth, *'to die is gain—'" 

Is claimed to be the word of God. 

To-day we hail this precious truth, 
Confirmed by science, law and God. 

And here giv^ up this precious youth, 
To walk the fields by augels trod. 



64 FAITH IN GOI>, 

To explore amid the boundless realms 
Where God reveals his mighty power^ 

With wiser holier angel friends 

Adding mental wealth to his great dower. 

How sweet the truth to us made clear, 
That we shall soon like him pass o^er. 

To dwell with those we hold so dear 
On that eternal happy shore. 

Our meetings here will soon be pasty 

Life's river flows so fast apace ^ 
But sure we are we'll meet at last 

In an eternal fond embrace. 
Then let life's waves roll swiftly on; 

We'll sooner reach the boundless sea. 
And join the angel's purest song 

Whose echoes swell eternity. 

Faith ill God. 

Let us have faith in God, 

Whose plans can never fail. 
He holds the mighty rod 

That governs land and main. 

And when the Father's mighty works 

Shall all become complete, 
Those human souls from other worlds 

We shall not fail to greet, 



FINAL TRIUMPH . 65 

Then through the boundless fields of life 

We'll stray o'er that bright shore, 
Where souls from all these worlds of liofhi 

Commune foreverraore. 

Great God, my soul on pinions rise 

At such a glorious thought, 
My vision sweeps the boundless skies 

Where anorels shall be taug-ht. 

To know the wisdom of our (xod, 

The fields of boundless lore. 
Beyond where angels yet have stood 

In the great forevermore. 

Then let the earth life waves roll on 

With all their toils and tears 
Till all our mission work is done 

And we pass to endless years. 

Final triumph. 

This world's a scene of conflict, toil and strife. 

The millions suffer more than they enjoy 
Yet such is human destiny and life [annoy. 

In this dark world where chano:inD' scenes 
Kufc angels tell us there's a brighter land [oer, 

When earthly toils and pains, and griefs are 
Where we shall join their pure angelic band, 

And sin and pain and death shall reign no more. 



()G LINES AT FUNEIIAL OF >JUS. GREENLEAF . 
So here I Jeave myself in angel hands 

To meet llfe''s coiiHictis as they gather here, 
Till they shall bid me join their happy bands, 

To chant the gloiies of their radiant sphere. 
And then I hope to come again tO earth, 

Unless materialism shall close the door, 
To teach the ti'uths of our celestial birth, 

As seen and known on the eternal shore. 
And then beyond these narrow fields of thought 

I hope to walk in boundless realms of life, 
To conquests for which wiser angels fought. 

Beyond all discord, and beyond all strife. 
Then standing on the terraced mount of life. 

We'll view our conquests in the realms below ^ 
And then renew the mental, moral strife 

As onward still to hi«rher fields we ifo. 

And here my great soul staggers at the view! 

A destiny so great, sub i me and grand. 
And yet I know it is for me and you 

And evory great immortal soul of man, 

Lines g^ivcii at the fiiiieral ot 
Mrs. lireeiileat. 

Yes, i'v'e passed to the land where the prophets 

have gone, [home. 

Where the saints of all ag(\s are making tlic if 



LINES AT FUNER\L OF 31RS. GREENLEAF. 67 

Its a land of great beauty, a land of great peace, 
WLe e the „'ors of bright angels shall never- 
more cease. 

Myearthlife was strewn with bright flowers and 
Fai tears, [fiar.= . 

With the brightest of hopes and the <l:ul.est g^ 
'Twas a seene-oh, how checqnered as years ever 

rolled, 
The half of its changes will never be told, 

But it came as a school from my pure angel 
guides [my side 

Whom I both felt and saw, as they walked by 
Oh how oft amid both my joys and my fears 
They showed me the land, where they never shed 
tears. 

Oh then how I rose by the might of their power 
Oh 1 felt that a month was as short as an hour! 
I could triumph o'er obstacles dark as thegraA© 
For I felt that the angels had power to save. 

Oh, how much I still owe to those dear angel ones 
May they still guide my husband, my daughters 

and sons, 
And when their sad toils of the earthlife are o'er 
We'll meet and embrace on the heavenly shore. 



68 LINES WIIITTEN IN AN ALBU3I. 

But while death,s dark veil shall our spirits di\dde 

Each day I will come and will stand by your side 

As a ministering spirit I'll labor to save 

My dear ones of earth from pollution's dark wave. 

Oh may the good angels help me by their power 
To save my mere babes from error's dark hour, 
That in earth they may come to be holy and wise 
And reach a bright home in our heaven's pure 
skies. 

Farewell for the moment, to neighbors and all, 
And accej)t this to-day as my earliest call 
To each, from the land to which I've gone oe'r, 
And prepare by right living to come to our shore. 

Now take my poor body, putrid and sore, 
And lay it to rest in the great nevermore, 
I5ut remember I've risen from the dark house of 
To chant in the morn of eternity's day. [clay, 

IJneK %Yi Ittesi In an album. 

Long yeiu's have passed since first we met as 
friends, [ship ends- 

And long eternity shall pass before that friend- 

'J'hcse years have brought to each of us its sun- 
shine and its shade, 

And angel friends have ever watched the pro- 
gress we have made. 



GIVEN BY REV. ABEL WARREN. 09 

And still theyh-e round about us, on this restless 

sea of strife, L^ife, 

Inspiring each of us to live, our purest, holiest 

Oh let us ever bear in mind this life is short and 

brief, [or its grief, 

It matters little which it brings, its jjleasures or 

But there's a life immortal awaits us in the skies ; 
A life where sorrow never comes and pleasure 
never dies, 

A land of beauty, love and joy, no tongue can 

tell how fair, [meet you there ! 

Then live for that angelie home! Go on, I'll 

LlneNglren by Rev 4bel ffarrcii. 

The angels, bright angels are ever around us, 

'J'hey come from the home of the pure and the 

good, « [spire us, 

They come here to guide us, they come to in- 

And feed our dark minds with pure angelic 

food, [their God. 

And teach our great souls how to worship 

rhey are here, they surround us, this glad 

peaceful moning, [know night, 

Just come from the land that shall never 

And the rainbow of peace there forever adorning, 



70 GIVEN BY REV. ABEL VVARKEX. 

Inspire love and joy through those vast realms 

of light, [piire white. 

Where the angels, our kindred, stand robed in 

They worship with us the same great mighty 

Father, [vale 

Whose balanee weighs both the mountain and 

Whose great law formed the solids and ether, 

Whose power calms the ocean in tempest and 

gale [and turn pale. 

When the bronzed face of sailors grow cold 

They labor with us for the world's reformation, 
To o"uide men to knowledge to virtue and love, 

And thus bless our race, with preventive salva- 
tion. 
Adapting us here to the bright worlds above, 

AVhere each may l* pure as the innocent dove. 

They teach not a righteousness founded in faith, 
Or a pardon secured by the shedding of blood, 
Or that heaven is obtained by God's boundless 
grace, [hood 

They tell us man's saved by unfolding self- 
And by works here o;i earth which all heav- 
en calls irood. 



GOD S UVIISG GO^PKL. 71 

Then let our souls rise with transport to greet 

them. 

And rush to our duties as ano^els on earth. 

For so shall our souls be prepared as they go, 

when [dearth 

We pass from the toils and the conflicts of 

To the glories and triumph of angeic birth. 



Goers living- gospel. 

jt is not a. truth inlirm and old, 
Born in a former, darker age, 

But truth that's new, alive and bold 
Written on life's unfolding page. 

God's gospel is a living truth 
Adapted to the present hour, 

That meets the wants of age and youth 
With inspir^ion's mighty power. 

A chain of truth from heaven let down 
By angel ministi-y and love, 

Ascending it we gain the crown 
That angels wear in worlds above, 

God's gospel strikes at every wrong, 
Tu every age and ever}' clime, . 

Nerved with angelic po^^:er, it's strong. 
And triumphs in its own- good time. 



7'2 LINES AT THE ^C^ERALOF WIKT CASE, 
Docs wealth oppress the hiborin^ poor, 

And grind the masses in the dust? 
And tyrants close each open door 

To which the laborer looks and trusts? 
God's gospel <5ries to such, beware. 

You're heaping -coals lipon your head. 
You'll meet eternal justice there, 

Beyoml the grave where sleep the dead, 

Theji cultivate a life all pure. 

Free from oppression'^s cruel rod 
And an eternal peace make sure 

With smiles from the eternal God, 
Then through the boundless fields of light 

Where wisdom holds the guiding rod. 
We'll take our upward endless flight 

In the vast realms t)f nature's God, 



Lines at the funeral ol Wirt Case, 

A few months aince we gathered here 

To drop the sympathizing tear 

With these dear friends, whose son had gone 

To hail etemity^s bright morn, 

Then he whose death now calls us here 

Joined with the rest to drop the tear 

Fresh flowing fropa a wounded ^ea|:t, 

When death di<} these two brothers pa ft. 



LINES \T FLNEllAL Ol' \VI!lT CASE* 73 

A^ain your pleasant cily bell 
AVill sound the sjlemn funeral knell 
For one that's left the toils of earth 
iFor the glad rest of spirit birth. 

Two brothers in life's early morn 
Have passed from earth's eold winter's stornt^ 
And joined where vessels never strand 
The shore of the bright summer land. 

They've joined another of their band, 
Who years ago left this sad land 
A tender babe ; all sweet and fair — - 
Yes, they have found the lost one there! 

Think you that they've forgot the earth 
Or those that gave them human birth? 
Will they forget their brotliers dear? 
The two n<?w left that linger here? 
Another yet. how dear no tongue can tell, 
To whom he said his ea-rthly lai^t farewell? 

Nay, love and memory will unite 

And draw them back from morn to night, 

As ministering spirits -ever come 

Till these pass o*er to their bright home. 

And then in brighter; holier skies 
Thev'll celebrate domestic tics. 



74 LINES GHEN RY WUIT CASE.. 

Ill bonds so strono^ thoy will not sever 
Throug"h vast eternit}^. No^ never! 
And here my great soul stag'g'ers at the vievvy 

A destiny so great subl'me and grand. 
And yet I know it is for ma and yon 
And every great immortal soul of man.. 

AVell, I am uotc so near the eternal shore 
' ris probable I miy not meet you more. 
If not, my way to heaven seems cl^arand fair. 
Go on, go on, I'm snre we'll all meet there. 

Then through the boundless fields o-f sj^ace, 
() ei" mount lin, vale and river, 
AVe'U run progression's mighty race 
Forever and forever. 



Lilies given by Wirt Case. 

Say to thy saddened soul ]>e strong, 

Life tliere is a ra])id river. 
The race o;i eartli will not be long. 

Then we'll eniV;r.ic<,« forever. 
An 1 wiille you sliaM remain on earth,. 

I will not leave yon friendless 
But every day shatf claim yon mine 

Till we UKM^t wherc^ joys are endless. 
Til al! y.>iir i-arlliiy toils ami grief 

</)li, feel tliat 1 *ui i>t'sii!.' v<»ii, 



LIXE8 GIVEN EXTElNiroKE. T5 

To lift you up and bring rel"ef 

As only angels can do. 
My mission wili be back to esrrth 

Where I have left my idol. 
More than th'e spheres of spirit birth 

Till you sha'l reach our heavenly goal 
It will be heaven to stay with you 

And share your grief and pleasure. 
It would be hell to say adieu, 

And meet no more forever^ 
Oh, idol of my manly heart, 

Be strong, and pure, and good, and wise, 
Then wh'en we meet we'll n^Yet part 

In brightei'. purer, holier skies. 
My home is beautiful and fair 

My heaven complete if you were there 
God's plan is best, 'tis all divine 

Propelling earth and heaven and time. 

Lines given extempore. 

Oh weep not so, my darling, this bright morn 
My arms around you 'mid this dreadful storm^ 
Oh, that you fell my spirit power and life, 
And feel, as now i feel, thou art my wife. 
And yonder on the Alpine hills of light, 
In an eternal day, ^^there is no night." 



7(> LINEfi TO 31Y BKOTTTII , 

Yes, there in life eternal, endless lime 
I'll grasp thy slender famif,^ thou wilt be mine- 
Be calm and peacefifl as a stimmeF morn, 

Let life iiow on with all its toils and care 
And when the toils and ear«rs of earth are gone^ 

At death's dark door, be sore I'll meetyon there. 



Jjine8 to F. P. Warren \\ lien 
(laugeron^ly sick. 

Say to thy saddened soiri, be strong, 

Eteriial life's before thee, 
The race on earth will not ))e long, 

And heaven will soon restore thee. 
To sound immortal endless life, 

Where pain shall never enter. 
To boundless serenes of spirit wealth 

Where joys supreme shall centre, 
l)ou])t not, the wib' of other years, 

That's passed across the river, 
Now ofL conges back to calm thy fears, 

I'rom her liouic, the great forever. 
And when your earthly pains are o'er 

She'U meet 30U at the river. 
And guide the boat with skillful- oar 

Safe to cur s"reat forever. 



THK CHANrcF^ OF RAIH If, 77 

There i i perpetual health and yoiath. 

Where death can never sever. 
You'll rise in parity and truth 

Forever and fore^ er. 

Oh, happ3' day, when kindred dear 

Shall meet to part no more, 
In that bright land so fair and clear 

On heaveu"'s resplendent shore. 

O'er endless fields of science, and of God. 

Our souls shall gather wisdom, love and truth 
And upward still our souls sJiall ever plod, 

Amid the scenes of beauty and of youth. 

When untold ages all have sped their flight 
And our great souls o*er numerous worlds 
have trod. 

We're still among the morning rays of light. 
Whose noonday sun is our eternal God, 

Our pole star through eternitj^'s great day 

So all our wiser, holier angels say. 



The Chaiig^es ol Earth. 

This world is one vast scene of change, '*' 
Man's up'^s and down's are everywhere. 



78 THE CHANGES OF EAliTTI. 

It spreads all o'er earth's broadest range 
Involviiio: man in toil and care. 

No dim 3 |>>5sesses all that's good, 
Ko ao'e of man is free from care. 

Yet every c'ime provides its food 
As proof of the All Father's care. 

Our brightest prospects oft we blast. 
The objects of out love remove, 

'Tis well perhaps, if but at last 
We reach a better home above. 

If in the midst of this vast change 
We learn the lesson all divine. 

That there's a life of broader range. 
Adapted to the htiman mind 

Where all these blasted, earthly hopes 
Which so oppressed the spirit here 

Shall rise in higher, broader scope. 
In heaven's resplendent, purer sphere 

There Alps on Alps eternal rise 

With mines of sacred lore. 
Before our glad and wondering ejes, 

While our great hearts adore. 

The God, whose wisdom formed the plan 
Of the great Universe, 



A^(U:L1C ATTACHMENTS. 79 

And at the head phiced vvondtous man, 

To run an endless race. 
Unfolding his great Godlike powers 

While endless ages roll, 
With angels of immortal dowers 

Great, mighty human souls. 

Angelic attaciiiiieiits. 

Our parents home was dark and poor on earth, 
And constant labor pressed the sire and son. 
There sixteen souls found an immortal birth, 

Have run their race and all but three are gone. 
How rough that home made up of rocks and hills, 
And yet how sweet the music of the rills, 
Our souls still linger in that wild retreat, 
Which then was trod by our bare, youthtul feet. 
How sacred still that rough secluded place 
Where each of us commenced our endless ra-c ! 
Oh. yes we love that grand old sacred spot 
Which by us each shall never be forgot. 
Oh, sacred soil, now trod by stranger feet 
Though we your vales and hills shall never greet, 
Slill you are sac;ed as the lone retreat, 
The silent home where many loved ones sleep. 
No! Not the loved ones, but the house of earths 
The loved ones reached a pure immortal birtii — 



80 VISION OF OUR ANGELIC MISSION WORK. 

And thoujrh their bodies sleep so far away. 
They're in our home?;, and round us day by day. 

And soon we'll rise and leave the house of clay 
To sleep beneath the brilliant prarie flowers, 

Our home shall be in brig-ht eternal day, 

Which shall unfold our great immortal powers 

We'll bathe our souls in life's unbounded sea, 
The aromal breath of God, the Deity. 
As upward still our souls shall ever plod 
Nearer and neaerr to the throne of God. 

Now may g-ood angels watch and ever keep 
Us all from harm both when we wake and sleep, 
Till all our toils on this sad earth are o'er, 
And we pass upward to the eternal shore. 



Visum of our angelic mission wark 
and its final triumph, 

A glorious lio-ht shines all around 
Amid the darkest gloom profound, 
*Tis showered by angels from above 
Fresh from the fountain head of love. 
The darkness comprehends it not, 
^Tis so profound ! How sad the lot. 
Yet angels pity the forlorn, 
And come to break this glorious morn. 



VISION OF OUR ANGELIC MISSION WORK. 81 
The light of this resplendent day 
Will chase the darkness all away, 
And break man's theologic chains 
And lift him up to higher planes 

Of light, and love, and freedom's dower, 
And clothe his soul with heavenly power 
To do his mission work on earth 
Ere he ascends to higher birth. 

Oh that this glorious heavenly light 
May spread through all these realms of night. 
Till man through every vale and coast 
Redeemed! shall join the heavenly host. 

And then with those who've gone before 
To that immortal, blissful shore, 
We'll celebrate domestic ties 
Where love and friendship never dies. 

And then in fields of boundless lore 
Our souls shall evermore explore 
Realms, which no angels yet have trod, 
So near the burning throne of God, 

And yet eternities shall roll 
With God, the pole-star of the soul. 
Oh, angels spread the truth like leaven, 
Naught else can make an angel's heaven. 



God seen aiul known by liis works. 

O, wondrons knowledg-e deep and high 

Tiiat laid the o^lorions phin 
Which evolution demonstrates 

In reaching up to man. 

And still more wondrous is the scheme 

While opened wide the door 
Through which all human souls must pass 

To their bright, angelic shore. 

Yet stupid mortals, darkened minds 

Straying o'er these dark shores 
Tell us in all this scheme they find 

Nothing but a blind foice. 

The universe connects by laws divine 

Its numerous wondrous planes 
Like clock-work counting: the hours of time 

Eternally the same. 

Millions of worlds in grand array 

Controlled by laws divine. 
Have counted billions of jears away 

Without gain, or loss of time. 

How wise that mind — how vast that power, 
Holding worlds in thei. own place, 



GOD SEEN AND KNOWN. 83 

As noiselessly from hour to hour 
They run their endless race 

O, God, my g^reat soul bows before 

Thy universal shrine, 
With all my power, I do adore 

Thy majesty divine. 

I feel a law within my soul 

That binds me to thy throne, 
Thou art my pole star and my all, 

O guide, oh, guide me home! 
'Tis true I cannot see thee here. 

Nor shall I see thee there ; 
But I read thee in the world's career 

And hear thee in the thunder's roar. 

1 know that he who made great, rolling words 

Is greater than those worlds can be. 
And though his greatness is not told, 

I feel those worlds were made for me, 
I cannot see my leal form, 

And yet I know I am 
I never saw the crawling worm, 

Neither my fellow man. 

But I have seen the dark, gross tent, 
In which we live and move, 



Si GOD SEKN AND KNOWN. 

The ;[iTvOss to make us here content 
Till we kvive for worlds above, 

And there iu worlds of beauty and of light 

My rea/ se'f I shall never sec 
For all shall have a body pure and white, 

Our outer house, to all Eternity, 

It is not stranq;e perhaps, that the dark mind 
Which only believes what it can see 

Should laugh at our great view of human kind 
And ridicule the eternal Deity 

But I am struck with wonder and surprise, 
That we, who are taught by angel friends. 

Should doubt that (lod rules bolii in earth and 
We cannot see him; Inlidel pretense, [skies 

When materialism says you are a jack or frog 
You feel indignant at the shameful blow, 

But when they jeer and ridicule the God, 

On wings of joy you rise, they're Ijlack below 

Go like a man, and tell the world you doubt 
If man's immortal : since you see him not. 

Or join with us the m.iterialist to rout 

And leave his views with all that's false, to rot 

In man, we only see the outer form of earth 
And this we know will soon return to dust. 



PIIAYEK, »0 

While still the man^ will reacli the higher birth 
With all his powers of mental, moral worth. 

'Tis not from sight, but from his mighty powers 
We grasp the thought of immortality, 

Again his mighty works stand out as towers 
To stamp him with his own Divinitys 

And so of God, we claim him not from sight, 
But from his wondrous works and mighty 

Beheld in mighty rolling worlds of light [power 
Which blaze and whirl through space forev- 
ermore. 



Prayer. 

God of love, and god of power, 
Hear us in this sacred hour. 
Send thy promised blessing down, 
With thy love our spirits cr6^vn. 
We are traveling home through r:irfh 
To the realms of higher birth, 
There with ancrels on tlie wins: 
^Vc*Il thy name and praises sing, 

VV^liile we sliall remain below 
Teach lis each thy truth to know 
Ever rea<ly with our hand 
To blc>.< our siTffeiin2" fc'low man. 



8() KFIECT a:sd cause 

We would each be good and wise 
Ready for those purer skies 
Where the fathers dwell in love 
In those brighter worlds above. 

Help us each to feel and knov 
We shall reap just as we sow 
God's justice must decide our case 
As we have run our earthly race. 



Effect and ciuise* 

We are asked the q^iestion is existence re.il, 

Or fancy's dark deceptive show ? 
Are human ac^s and life ideal 

Imagination's vivid glow? 
If the apparent universe is not, 

But only seems to us to be ; 
Then nan in form and size is naught, 

There is no jw/. There is no ?ne> 

If I am nof, how can I write, 

With pencil held within my hand? 
Or how discern what's black or white, 

Or feel I move on solid landP 
You only think you sit and write. 

Think pencil, think your hand! 
In fact there U no black, no white. 

No ground wliercou you stand. 



trrfiCT AM) CAL'SK* 87 

Well then, I ask what is it thinks, 

For thought must have its laws ; 
Full well we know there is a link 

Between effect and cause. 
Yes, but you only think *you think 

And do not really think at all I 
Still there mu?.t be a cause, to think 

Or there could be no thought at all, 

No matter how far you go back 

There's still a connecting link. 
To think implies a real act, 

And something must impel to think. 
Effects are all that we can reach 

That we can >'nrely know. 
A law we then deduce from each, 

A cause for each act show 

The cause is greater than b'ind force. 

Vast worlds are proof of this. 
Intelligence directs their course 

And holds each in its place. 
We cannot comprehend the cause. 

His attributes are all divine : 
But we may study well his laws 

As our powers unfold with time. 



88 EFFKCT AND CAtTSE* 

Millions of these great worlds connect 
By boads unseen by human eyes 

Yet float in systems all erect 
Through all the universal skies. 

Like clock-work, ev^ry wheel in place. 

To measure days and hours of time, 
These worlds roll noiselessly through space 

Controlled by love and power divine. 

Yet mortal man, dark human souls 
Look up but read no wisdom here^ 

And onward crawl like e)eless moles, 
In their davk, earthly spnere 

They view them ■selves a lump of clay 

Made up in beauteous form, 
Which at death's touch viill fade away 

Into a night without a morn. 

Again they'll roll around the wheel. 

That it is evolution's plan, 
Then come again from the evolution, 

To reach the beauteous ] lane of man. 

And thus they'll evoiution:ae 

Eternal da) s and years away ; 
Sometimes the} I've, tomerimcs they die, 

Jjut never, ricvcr come t'.> stav. 



KM ECT AND CAUSE* 89 

"*Tis Strange that evolution's force 

Should cease on reaching man, 
And then reverse its former course. 

Changing Nature's final plan. 

It's strange to me that this great law 
Reach ing man should make a halt, 

Then Hke a lobster downward crawl 
Turning endless summer-saults. 

If this is man's supreme estate — 

The destiny o[ sipe or frog — 
Eternity can ne'er relate 
A work worthy of Nature's God 

If man's immortal, I can see 

An object worthy, wise and good, 
For he'il explore the boundless sea 

Of wisdom there revealed by God, 

That man's immortal all can demonstrate. 
Pure souls come back from their bright spuere, 

They tell us of a boundless, pure estate 
Which every soul from God inherits. 

Great fields of science, law and God 

Where our great souls shall endlessly unfold, 

As upward still our feet shall ever plod, 

Reaching for life's most grand, excelsior goal. 



90 IMiVLOr.TALMAN. 

"When endless ages here have sped their rounds, 
They point us to great towering mounts in sight, 

Where whirling, blazing suns will ne'er go down? 
For all with God's eternal smi'e is light. 

Tiiiiiiortal inau. 

Man lives to walk forever, 

The fields of life on high ; 
And, analyze the ether, 

The ocean, earth and sky ; 
Lives to ascend Ife's river 

As upward still we'll plod, 
And demonstrate forever 

The wisdom of our God. 

The unbounded fields of spirit lore 

Spread out before his eyes, 
Where wiser souls have gone before 

Exploring through the skies. 
Tnen up, my soul, on higher mount 

With joy thy feet shall stand; 
In great eternity's account 

You sure tnust take a hand. 

Millions of years from this sad moin 

Where clouds and sorrow reign. 
You'll stand among the earth's fiist-born 

Immortal to remain. 



SAYINCS OF A DYING CHILD. 4)1 

And while eternal ages roll 

In wisdom still shall rise. 
As God's pure love shall feast the soul 

In higher, holier skies. 

In angel robes, all pure and white, 

With towering angels stand. 
And still look up and ever ask 

As now, "oh. what is man," 
I seem to hear the Infinite, 

Who holds the sovereign rod, 
Say to the asking human heart, 

"Man's an incarnate God." 



Sayings ot a tlyiiio^ child.* 

Dear mamma see these lovely forms. 

The vision thrills mj heart, 
They call me to their seraph home, 

So you and I must part. 

Cousin Laura is among those forms, 

All dressed in purest white, 
They've passed the land of wind and storms, 

Go:ic where they have no night. 
Just see my little cousin dear 

In her bright spirit home, 

* Suying!« of a dying ch Jd, Ella Ander on, thrown into 
verse by Rev. Aea Warren, at the close of prcj.ching h«r 
funeral discourse, M y5, 1872, Waterloo Iowa. 



92 SAYINGS OF A DYING CHILD. 

She's looking down with words of cheer. 
And beck'iiing me to come. 

Now, mamma bring mj little dresF, 
My prettiest — white with blue — 

And put it on as you think best. 
And let your Ella go. 

To join with Lam'a in her sphere ; 

Then we will come and go, 
To visit you while you stay here. 

These angels tell me so. 

Now, mamma, do not weep for me 

While waiting here below. 
For Ella can come to visit thee — 

These angels tell me so, 

And m;imma when your locks are gray 
And your bright eyes grow dim, 

Then you will hear the music play 
From heaven's pure seraphim, 

AVhcn you're about to leave the clay, 

Just ready then- to go, 
We'll come to guide you on the w .y 

These angels tell me so. 

And c'ltlie plains oi endless life 
Togethor we'll all go, 



Poem extempore. 93 

l)evoid of pain of deiitli and strife, 
These iVi\gels tell me so. 

Now, bear this casket to the grave. 

Let the beauteous bo«ly go, 
The jewel's reached the angel birth — - 

This hour we know 'tis so. 



Poeui delivered extempore at tli^ 
limeral of M. Clark. 

Our brother has gone to the pure realms of light, 
\Vhere the sun ne"'er goes down; AlPs infinite; 
As the polar star ever shines in that home, 
Se'll ascend by progress an eternal tiight. 

How delightful to know that each of our race 
Have run and are running an unending race. 
Where fields open wide with fair play for the soul 
As they're pressing their way to the infinite goal. 

But a few rolling years will pass swift away, 
And anchDr our ships in that peacful bay, 
Whose radiant Waves lash our earthly shore, 
Then we'll Join our dear brother in the great 
evetrnorc. 

Then like the good spirits who are wiUi u- hero 
Wt^"ll <V)me to our <^b\-ir oiuv- wr"vi' "li'ft iii tliis 



IM Poem i-fxjEMroKE. 

Inspire them to work for humanity's r se [spliere 
Till earth's race shall be pure as heavens pure 

skies. 

Then with heaven's buttaliians we'll join to 
In inlinite fields of the great evermore, [exj)lore 
AVhere myriads of worlds roll iii grandeur sul - 
Never losing or gaining a second of time, [[lime 

Like clock work they roll in r^'gions of space, 
Like man they are running an inlinite race. 
While the right hand of God holds orbs in their 
spheres, [years. 

They'll pass on for millions, aye, unmimbered 

Some tell us that worlds as in ether they roll, 
With great plastic bodies, with spirit or soul, 
Though daily and nightly they ever advance, 
Were brought into being by the simplest chance. 

Others tell us that worlds as they roll in their 

f.phere, 
Were made and governed by angels once here. 
That in triumphant wisdom they hold the rod, 
That will wipe out the thought and being of God^ 

Just here 1 would nsk of the last of these twain. 
Who ni:ub^ the tirst !»lanel. its . mountain and 
main:. 



SWEET HOUK OF PKAYEK. 95 

For *cieil(i6 assures us that worlds rolled in space^ 
Before man existed to look on its face. 

One thought is sufficient to calm these proud 

waves, 
And lay these false claims in oblivion's grave- 
Matter's the less and must yeild to the rod, 
And be formed into wcsrlds by the' spirit called 

God. 



Sweet Ii Oil 1* of prayer. [Selected] 

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
That calls me from a, world of care, 
And bids me at my heavenlv home, 
Make all my wants and wishes known, 
In seasons of distress and ofrief 
My soul has often found releif. 
And oft escaped the tempte'r ssnare 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer,. 

SWeet lioilr ibl prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
Thy wings shall my petition bear 
To those whose truth and truthfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless, 
Anxi since tke.y bid me seek their face, 
Believe their word and trust their grace, 
I'll cast on them my every care. 
Ancl wait fot thee, sweet hour of prayer. 



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HOPE. 

Hope through life has been my star. 

Cheering me in undertone, 
Cheering as if angels prompt.^d, 

Life is better farther on. 

I've heard a8 now a kind voice speaking 

Softly in an undertone, 
Speaking as loved ones depi;rled 

Life will be brighter farther on. 
Night and day, I seem to hear it, 

Hear it when I sigh and groan, 
Speaks so lowly, yet I feel it, 

Life must be better, farther on. 
Thinking of the grave, hope whispers 

Cheering when the heart would moan, 
Speaks it when the shadows darken. 

Life will be smoother farther on, 
Farther on, oh, how much farther — 

Count each mile-stone, one by one, 
Not as counting, only trusting. 

Life may be brighter farther on. 



102 iNsriiiATiox. 

Yet in trusting must be propmted 

By the loved of spirit home. 
To cheerfully arise and meet them 

In my pathway farther on. 

IiispiiMtioii. 

A voice seems speaking, kindly speaking, 

Softly in an undertone, 
Listen, lone one, lam coming. 

To meet and guide you safely on. 
We are coming ever coming, 

Some are near you night and day. 
Come to cheer and buoy you upward, 

Safely through life's rugged way. 
Think not of the grave our loved one. 

They are not there you loved so well, 
They have outrode life's troubled waters 

Of unbounded joys they each could tell. 
Where the immortal hosts have led them, 

There with kindred joined in throng, 
List, they re singing, sweetly singing. 

As they pass in progress farther on. 
Your aged companion oft is near you. 

Y'^outhful, joyous, buoyant, free. 
Banish all that can bring sadness. 
Or mar your joy, for he is free. 



AN INSPIHATIONAL APPEAL. 103 

Li:<t('n. then, loved ones, we're coming; 

All in health and strength are free. 
They no more have grief or sadness, 

Only as your griefs they see. 
List, we're coming, ever coming, 

Songsters of the heavenly sphere, 
]Mourn not them, your friends are near you. 

Some are cominof, some are here. 



All Inspirational appeal. 

Dear ones of the earth life ,dra\v near, angels call; 

Fear not to join hands with them here, 
The loved one?, your kindred await near you all^ 

And would guide to our beautiful sphere. 

Say not you have wandered far from the right, 

Have groped on in error and wrong, 
And dare not look upward to angels of light, 

Nor join in the soul-cheering song. 
Weak ones, arise, and take the hand given 

Of the loved that have passed from your view 
Awake now, arise, and hear the glad call, 

The angels are speaking to you. 
Take courage, ye sad ones, and take the hand 

Make pledges to ever be true, [given, 

And follow the light that will lead you to heaven, 

Vour kindred are beck'ning to you. 



lOj; AX JXsPIHAIfONAL APPEAL. 

Press oiiwar i; ne'er 1 )o:; to the past with r egret. 

Your sou's needed all for the gain, 
But study life's lessons and never forget 

That joy is the blossom of pain. 
There's many a wide, sandy desert on earth, 

Where flowers were never in bloom, 
And many a cavern so dark and so drear, 

That the s.m never lighted the gloom, 

Yet we know that a change will sweep over those 
That ages will qu'cken their powers, [sands, 

And yielding at length to Nature's fair hands, 
The wild waste will blossom with flovverr. 

And the cavern's dark bosom so rock bound and 
strong, 

By the lightnmg's quick flash may be riven, 
Its silence and darkness re echo with song, 

As it catches the sun light of heaven. 
Take courage, then, frail ones, look up, angels call, 

Fear not to join hands with them here, 
Y(^ur soul loving friends oft wait near you all, 

And will guide to their angelic sphere. 
Where you cm press onward in pure robes of 

As unnumbered ages may roll, [^ig^'tj 

Forever expanding in progressive fiight, 

In the beautiful land of the soul. 



CONSOLATION, 105 

Be cheerfully progresbing thoiigli earth cares op- 

And many your burdens to bear, [press, 

Your good angel friends oft stoop to caress, 

Your sorrovvs they tenderly share. 

They have only passed onward a little before 
"In advance have reached their bright goal, 

Your {Tood earthly deeds wjll insure you a rest, 
In the beautiful land of the soul. 



Coiisolatioii. 

You would have me come this beautiful day, 

And whisper some cheering words into your ear 
I will, my loved one, do best the that I may, 
Under broken conditions, will try you to cheer 

Six months since I parted with my worn out frail 

body, [ncorn. 

Just half a year, my darling, thi^ bright sun iiy 

Earth sphere is a symbol of our lovely ganii ii, 

With us ther ', no storm clouds nor gad wceLs 

as here. 

And I now give thanks to God the great giyer, 
That I am released from the burden of clay. 

And all of earth's trials that might follow after, 
I'm freed from them all and am happy to-day. 



106 CONSOLATION. 

When I passed from the earth form my loved 
friends did know, [here, 

From my weak condition and long suffering 
That strength must come slowly as it slowly did 
I needed the rest in the angels pnre sphere, [go, 

They tenderl}^ took me to the home of my friends 
Yea, bore me in arms to their bright soul-lit 
shore, 
There with loving embraces they did me attend 
In the home of my parents in this great ever- 
more. 

Where with sisters and brothers and children so 

dear. . 
And an ,ca "ly companion, yea, all joined me here 
Triumphantly happy to meet me once more[o'er 
W^here there's no more parting, our sorrows all 

They considered it wiser to have me rest here. 
Awhile with the loved of this genial sphere, 
To rest with the loved, my strength to renew. 
Ere they cautiously took me to earth home and 
you. 

'Twas thirty-six hourv<? passed (re I awoke to 

know, [me so^ 

And came into a conscious state, ny friends tell 



eoXSOLATION. 107 

Mj mental exlum.^ted from long ?iiifering and 

pain 
Of the poor weary hoij — to die was my gain. 

I was happily jubilant, had no thought or care 
Had not even a thouo^ht how the body miedit fare 
Twas well ; vV^hen. I came 'twas buried from sight 
But I found you, my darling, in griefs darkest 
night. 

We strove hard to comfort, build up and make 
brave, [the wave, 

But your weak, sick body could not stand 'gainst 
Your mind just as weak as your body, could see 
Only years of long-suffering, and sorrow for me 

You would retrace my sufferings, you were sore 

distressed, 
My years of soul anguish, of toil and unrest, 
Yet I lingered near you, unable to cheer, [drear 
Or make knovv'ii my presence-your soul griji so 

As I could not comfort by coming to you, 

Our spirit friends counciled what's next best to do 

I yeiided to their wishes like a babe in a cradle, 

And they calmed all my fears as best they were 
able. 



C0N80LATI0X. 108 

Now we come to you, ilarliiig. your eartli kin- 
dred :ind mine, [clime, 
Who are all joined in love bands in this genial 
Enoourao^ino- vou onwanl, as ere ionp" you'll be 
Mid earth freed souls who've crossed the dark sea 

Your earthly companion long dwelt in this clime 
With parents and children of many years time • 
Yea, sisters and brothers of your early years, 
You'll meet all in love ti 's in this genial sphere. 

Now, since we cm meet this side of death's river 
Rejoice and give thanks to God, our great Father 
That we united in earth life many long years, 
Though part3d by death's dulling hand, 

Will again bo united in love ties when here, 
In this beautiful land so free from all discord, 
Where jojs are unending and no hopes blighted 
Yea, a grand reunion we'll have in this sphere. 

Hallelujah! Sing praises to God, all as one, 
Let heaven and earth re-echo the song, 
Tae weak ones are I'lsen, the lost here are found 
All souls are united, with love light they're crown- 
ed 

Triumphantly shout, God's wiys are divine, 
ills laws are unfolding, all science sublime, 



LINES AT A l^tJNEliAL. 109 

Yea, science God\s mouth-piece, dotli to al^ 

declare 
Our progress unending in this genial sphere. 

Pratses to God, my great soul his wisdom adores 
As I vieAv our vast home on these infinite shores 
Where with myriads we're joined in harmonious 
Giving praise to God as we journey along, [song 

Now seek you wise counsel, live a life all divine 
As you journey on through the rough seas of time 
discharging each duty as an angel of love, 
That you may rank high in bright planes above, 

Where together we'll journey with triumph and 
In vast planes of progress eteanrlly long. [song 
Well knowing we"U reap in eternity here 
The harvest we've sown in the earthly sphere. 



Lihies at a funeral ol a young lady. 

Thrice happy is each spirit that's early bereft 
Of its burden of clay and of caresVithout num- 

The blessings of earth life give little of peace[ber 
Death's angels alone dashed the sad cup asunder 

Each >i)u-it unfledged has soared to our heaven 
And in purity's progress ascended our plane, 

And unto each beautiful seraph Mis given 

To dri.nk ivnm \\w fount;nn of love o'^'V again. 



110 LINES AT A FUJsEKAL. 

This broad earth is covered with joys and witli 
sorrows, [woe 

'Tis scattered witli poverty, want and with 
The nig-ht of death l)iings groans ol the dyings 

But the morn of the Sumraer hind's all aoflow 
Before the freed spirit, and to it is given 
- The hand of a gnardi m tliat ever is near^ [ ven 
Tiiey're alw lys atoendiig/to'igi^t angels frofni hea- 

To lead from the earth to our beautiful sphere 

Where they are again joined with the loved and 
long parted, [more 

And meet each true heart in affection once 
Wiiere none of the soul's aspirations are thwarted 

Death's angel has led them to our shining shore 
The land of long promise, the home of the wear}^ 

Where passes each spirit from earth life of Avoe 

Where hopes liave been bliglited and earth life 

is dreary, [aglow 

Death's angels released them, their souls all 

The portals of death, Oh wreathe ye with flowers' 
By each grave sing* ye songs of triumph not 
woe 
Each exulting, freed spirit in celestial bowers 
Are weavinirfresh sfarlands for loved ones below 



GOD EVKKYWIIEliEt 111 

Oh, yes, and they're <^atlieiiiig' truth's gems 

from the fountain, [hearts 

And oft will impress them on your loving 

They'll teach you companions, parents and 

children 

Must meet in the Summer Land, never to part 

Then meet all and often, there's no death before 

you, 

But only a transit to heaven's bright sphel'e, 

Your angel friends ever about and around you, 

They'll give you greal comfort and impress 

words of cheer, [with flowers 

Then wreathe ye, oh wreathe ye death's portals 

Let joy take tlie place of allUction and woe, 
Let }ove-light adorn each earth brow, for the 
hours [know. 

* Must swiftly glide by till ye meet them, we 

Kow, we'll ))ass to our bright sphere, and 
To betiutiful regions of light [ascending 

VVeMl IcaVc you bright angels attending 
You ever in your progressive flight. 



Crod everywhere. 

Each beauteous flower displays its hue, 
And each 2;rcen leaf presents to view 



112 GOD EVERYWllEKi:. 

The power of God in flowers so fine. 
His love breaks forth; when all sublime 
We read in flowers the love of God, 
In every leaf there is a word 
That speaks to us of God's great love'. 

The lovely roses pure and fair, 
Are emblems of God's holy care, 
Which should to us through Nature teach 
That we from all that's wrong may stretch 
Our long"ing gaze, to woilds on high. 
Where naught of sin, or e'cji a sigh, 
Could mar our joys, but we should be 
As angels blest, like seraphs free 

From all that is of low device 
To lead our minds from holy peace. 
Be pure and spotless, without sin, 
To dwell with God, the Father, in 
Eternity above. 

Thus in all Nature we can see great truths 
Which should large vc'lumes be 
To man, if he would only read aright 
The works of God, in Nature bright, 
He'd see in every leaf and flower, 
Mementoes of God'- love and power. 



iiOl) EVIMlVWIlKKf:. 113 

They're records all, earth, sea and air, 
Of God's great presence everywhere. 

K'en from the simple blade of grass, 
O'er which most minds unheeding pass, 
Up to the rose or beauteous flower, 
Each, all, proclaim with love yet power, 
To minds that list to voices here, 
A God is dwelling in our sphere ; 
His inspiration opes our eyes, 
Flowers are the language of tne skies. 

In Nature's unfoidings we do see 
Each shrub, each plant, each lake and tree, 
Through every form on earth 'tis given 
To thread from lowest depths to heaven^ 
From grain of sand to circling sphere, 
Each, all, proclaim a God is here, 
We're records all, earths, spheres and air 
Of God's great presence everywhere. 

A God in ever) thing wt see 

His presence in the towering tree. 

With arms outstretched they all proclaim, 

This truth, that God in them doth reign, 

P^.ach woodland plant and shrub on earth, 

Beai"s rec/5rd oi the higher birtlij, 



114--' ^ G01> EVERY WHEllE. 

And eachnn solenin- voice declare 
That Ood is 'present everywhere. 

Thus we catiLrt^ace ,aU^>'.ature through, 
Each streaiiTlet iii-itsiwiadings through 
Each' glade- -and dell .i^^nd Jonely ,w^y, 
Gatheri ig -strength,, they, never stray^ 
Biit rippling, singiig .Nature's song, 
W§ now are weak, yet we'll be strong,— 
B ; ending *vvitlvmany rills we'll stand, 
With united force i.i rivers grand. 

These mighty rivers in their winding way, 
That naught in power of man can stay. 
Doth roll along with strength and power, 
Increase in bulk with every hour, 
Great throes and cataracts thrill, 
The soul of man. Each little stream their void 
Until to ocean's mouth they come, [will fill, 
They empty there, they are as one, 
Though of lakes, streams and rivers be, 
They're one grand body of the dea. 

That in their elements combine 
To proclaim this truth, grand and sublime, 
That mind of mortal man must thrill, 
For none can calm, sayiag. Peace be still. 



GCJb i:vi:ky\>iu1ie*. llo 

Its tumults not by love nor fcrce, 

Can be assuaged. But oh, rejoice I • .. - 

(iod calms the tempest of the sea^ 

By law, as he builds worlds. . •• . 

Glance o'vr the ocean's bosom wide, 

To vales and plains and mountain side, 

With immortal vision we can see, . 

As soaring- high, extending far, . ' 

Vet in all Nature- there's no jar ; 

E'en here connecting links we find — 

E'en Unks that ocean's depths doth bind 

To mountain top, where we do see 

The min^^.ral, pearl and coral tree, 

That under ground and ocean's vein 

Doth form in Nature's link a chain,. 

That all by hidden gems may see 

The wondrous power of Deity* 

This wondrous globe on which yo.; stand 
As held by law in God's right hand, 
With unnumbered orbs sublimely fair, 
As myriads of lights and signs declare, 
Seen hanging in extended space 
As if a firmament to grace, 
With celest'al orbs enc'rcling all. 
As ours surround this eartiri\- ball. 



Ill) GOD EVERYWHERE. 

Each one a light to others are, 

As the sun's rays to this earthly sphere, 

Each one in their own orbit roll, 

As their own circle from pole to pole, 

Each, all as destined in their course, 

Yet all are one grand universe. 

That God encircles with his power 

And fills immensity. 




INDtX, 



The cry. * - - - - - 9 

The answer. - - 10 
The law of progress. - - - -11 

Angel ministry triumphant. - - 14 

The night of tiiue, and day of eternity. - 20 

On a bright May morning. - - - 22 

Ancient angelic communion. - - 23 

On the falling of a maple leaf. - - 24 

Hope, man's eternal anchor. - - 26 

Paine on the atonemen^ - - - 27 

Reflections on the Heavenly home. - 30 

Lines at the funeral of a Httle girl. - 32 

Salvation by works, not by blood. - 34 

Blows. - - - • - _ . 2^ 

True human greatness through self-cultur-'^. 37 

On Thomas Pame. - " • 38 



Lines to m}' wife. - " ~ 39 

Lines to my wife. - - - - 41 

Final triumph of reason. - - - 44 

Origin of angels. _ - - - 45 

Lines on closing a lecture engagement. - 46 

The promised time is coming. - - 47 

Man's endless progress. - - - 49 

Lines inspirationaily given. - - 51 

Poem to friends at Parker.sbmg. - " 5^ 

Lines at funeral of a young lady. - 58 

Lines given at Lime Rock, Iowa. - 61 

Lines given at Abel Peterson's. - - 61 

Lines at the funeral of Ernest Case. - 6;^ 

Faith in God. - - - - - 64 

Final triumph. 65 

Lines at the funeral of Mrs. Greenleaf. - 66 

Lines written in an album. - - - 68 

Lines given by Rev. Abel Warren. - 69 

God's living gospel. - - - - 7 ^ 

Lines at the funeral of VVirt Case. - 72 

Lines gven by Wirt Case. - - - 74 

Lines g'ven exte nporo. - - ■ 75 

Lines to P. P. Warre.i. - - 76 
The changes of earlh. - - "77 



Ang-el'c attachments. - . - 


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Vision ot our angelic mission work. 


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God see 1 and known by his works. 


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Prayer. - - - - - 


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Effect and cause. _-,>-_ 


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Immortal man. . - _ - - 


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Sayings of a dying child. - _ - 


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Poem extempore. - - 


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Sweet hour of prayer. [Selected.] 


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Sweet hour of prayer. [Original.] 


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Mrs. Warren's Poems. 




Hope. -..--- 


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Inspiration. - - ' '' - '^^♦' - • - 


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An inspirational appea'. •*•-.- ,- 


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Consolation - - - 


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Lines at a funeral. ; • - ;- .... . - 


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